I broke my leg | Alone on LaSalle

So, today was a bit of a trip. Late for a train, attempting to avoid bumping into someone on a staircase descent, my right heel slipped on the third stair and caught the fourth. My leg bent back awkwardly and I heard a pop. A few people tried to help me, but they couldn’t. I don’t even remember them or what they said. I was so certain I broke my leg – and so focused on being able to walk down the stairs – that I paid attention to nothing but the popping in my fibula as I put pressure on the leg. It was weird.

It turns out I broke it in two places, just above the ankle. I was in a train station when it happened, one with no canteen or bathroom – or anything. I had to wait quite a while before I could get to the hospital, because the CTA doesn’t really do a good job in emergency situations (only took my name and information and let me lay there, and nobody tried to help me walk, even when I had to hobble out another 100 paces and down an elevator). Thankfully my dad was free and picked me up – a 20 minute drive from his house. Ninety minutes after my fall, I was finally getting checked out at a hospital. It took that long just to get ice. I tend to take a lot of photos, so although in a bit of agony after getting to the bottom of the stairs, then up the escalator, then a fifty-pace stumble to my resting place, I got my iPhone out to take a few photos (my camera bag acted as my leg-prop, as you can see in the photo). None of my camera gear broke in the fall, though I’m sure the extra 30 pounds contributed to my ankle’s demise… ouch!

This may put a significant dent into my one-a-day posting habit. My one-a-day posting promise! We’ll see what happens. It looks like no carrying my gear nor tripod for a few weeks. Now I’ve got a broken leg and a previously broken tripod. Thank goodness the camera bodies are intact.
Broken leg wait

I have this habit of pausing on city streets for a few minutes at night. The ambiance gets weird when you take in the size of a building over you that almost disappears up into the dark. Their enormity is shrunken down to the first handful of floors. The street becomes more important to a photo at night. It’s little bit of leftover energy is all that’s left to support the mood. It’s somewhere between empty and electric with the pace of the speeding vehicles.
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14 Comments to “I broke my leg | Alone on LaSalle”

    • Thanks, Tom. My mother (she reads my blog…) called my attention to your injury story on your own page. Sounds like we have some things in common – overdoing it, and getting hurt along the way.

  1. Isn’t it wonderful that a phone can take pictures when one cannot carry heavy equipment!
    Hope your feeling better and on the mend …

    • Thanks, Wendy. I’m getting used to crutches, how exciting! I have to go to the doctor tomorrow to see what’s up, but it’s cool because his office is less than a mile from my house. I might crutch it. 😉 I certainly won’t be carrying any gear for a while, which might cramp my ever-evolving space here. We’ll see!

      • I’m sure your space will remain in its evolving state .. just keep blogging the journey, sounds to me like you have interest in your world and its worth the share like mine .. I stopped for a while but have returned and will do my best to share the journey … be careful on your crutches .. especially with stairs!

      • Yes, I’ll be back very soon. Hopefully in the next few days. I have a new batch of photos to process, but I’m still limited with everything due to my leg – and that’s taking time away from photography. I wish you were on WordPress so I could more-easily follow your blog.

  2. Oh no! You did well to get so far….and now in a cast, no doubt….what a pain……and for several weeks you’ll be hopping about……..well at least it will keep you off the streets at night……you can even get to bed at a reasonable time…..

    Time to get a smaller camera and light weight tripod

    Very sorry Nev ….hope for better days….regards, John.

    • Thanks, John. Yeah, it was weird to feel my leg pop like knuckles on every step. I had no idea what it was like to break a bone until yesterday! The pain is oddly not that bad, though I know it will be if I fall from my crutches. I’ll do my best to stay up.

      I’ve been thinking about that lighter camera idea – and I’ll be going mirrorless when the technology is better perfected & the firmware is more evolved. I’m wondering when Canon will get into the game, or if it is in their best interests. At this time it would seem that is the direction of photography’s future. I can’t wait to own a DSLR-style mirrorless camera that weighs less than half of what my 5D Mark II does, and takes potentially more than 10 frames per second. Yes, please!

  3. I don’t know why, but I really like the shot of your feet at the el station. That’s a way of partly salvaging a crappy situation; “just keep shooting” as the saying goes.

  4. I am on word press but I sped more time on google+ at the moment!
    http://allfortherightreasons.wordpress.com/ wendyjcphotography@gmail.com

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